[Ana withdraws a small handkerchief from her pocket - because ever since she had Fareeha she has realized the real valor of having one readily available at all times, and hands it over to Jack. While the whole thing is, still, kind of hilarious, there's always that inevitable pang of concern.] Here. You'll be alright.
[She starts at the sudden weight against the back of her ankles. Looking down, and Ana finds the slowpoke had managed to waddle its way behind her, looking around her legs at Jack and then slowly trying - and failing - to hide behind them.]
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[She starts at the sudden weight against the back of her ankles. Looking down, and Ana finds the slowpoke had managed to waddle its way behind her, looking around her legs at Jack and then slowly trying - and failing - to hide behind them.]
I think you scared it.